Again

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He shouts.I stare.

He snores.I’m awake.

Dawn.

I dust a suitcase. He appears, a leviathan looming over the closet.Kisses my pupils, pulls my hair into a ponytail.

Rivulets soak his beard.

 I slip.

2 thoughts on “Again

  1. Anusha

    I liked the image of his beard getting soaked. I wasn't sure what the relationship between the two is. What did you intend for it to be?

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